[By Bobby Liebling] Crimson lace and your pretty face I don't need ya I don't know what's behind this strange embrace but I don't need ya Well the feelings rise and your wondering eyes should I tease ya? I guess it was all to my surprise I wanna please ya And I'm out on a Catwalk so why don't you come and rescue me yeah You're a rocket ride in your own kinda way that you love me And you've heard all about mistreaters not you come love me Well I need you little woman I'm a gypsy on a tight rope so hold me You're a message from hell I sill love ya because the devil he told me I'm out on a tight wire don't let go you control me Well alright! Hey world go away I wanna get off at the very next stop You better take away the lady cause I think I THINK my minds gonna pop I need a rocket reducer cause I want this ride to stop It was o.k. for a while but I'm hopin' that soon you're gonna give up So I guess I'll stay on my Catwalk no one can touch me there Yeah